I\'m glad that our differences over took us
we let those two years swallow us up whole like
like the stormy sea does a voyaging ship
like it we were not meant to discover
what we could have been.
Glad that our childhoods shaped us into two
completely different trees
we had no way of knowing what the other might see.
However I am happy I took the time to run your leaves through mine
I found that maple trees are far to sweet for me.
Let me say this
I\'m so very happy our words stopped coming out cohesive
we turned into clogged typewriters trying to write over our wrongs
and it hurt to press the buttons that strongly
I\'m glad you handed back all of my things
and walked away
I was not strong enough to do it alone
I\'m glad I figured out that my beginning and my end don\'t need to be the same
stories aren\'t circular
I don\'t have to come back around to you in the end.
So I\'m glad you gave me my first kiss
but I find peace in knowing you can\'t be my last
glad I knew every curve of your body every freckle on your face
but also ecstatic I have trouble remembering all of you now.